Chapter 17 The night falls silently, and the sword spirit is full of energy!
The sun is approaching dusk, and the wild geese return to the north late.
There are many pavilions and pavilions in Chen Mansion, and there are many elegant features among them.
But Chen Xuan chose this pavilion facing Yanming Lake, with a small mahogany table set up in the corridor.
There is a bowl of yellow rice, a pile of pickles, and a bowl of fragrant rice soup on the table. The food is very light.
On Yanming Lake, except for a few big geese playing in the water from time to time, there are only a few pairs of mandarin ducks, which really ruins the scenery.
Chen Xuan sat on a low stool and said carefully: "My heart and my actions are as clear as a clear state, and everything I do is based on my original heart."
Clearing the mind with the clear lake water, and clarifying the clear lake water with the heart, practice is to reach the creation of heaven and earth, rather than take over the creation of heaven and earth. Those who seize the creation of heaven and earth will surely be plagued by disasters.
Compare the creation of heaven and earth, conquer the creation of heaven and earth.
It seems like there is only one word difference, but it is like a world of difference.
If you practice to understand the creation of heaven and earth, you will not encounter the rumored thunder disasters, but only the distracting thoughts that arise in your heart.
Practitioners who seize the fortune of heaven and earth will be greeted by the mighty power of heaven whenever they break through great or small realms.
Doubling it makes it stronger, until it is chopped to death and its soul is gone.
But that kind of state is not something he can achieve now, and that kind of state cannot be approached unless he has practiced cultivation for thousands of years.
Now he is only taking a shortcut, although when he enters true tranquility, in the scarlet gourd given by Taoist ancestors, there is the sound of thousands of years of true practitioners reciting and reading scriptures.
But it’s so difficult to take a shortcut!
Lakeside, corridor.
Chen Xuan held his chopsticks in his hand and watched the geese and mandarin ducks take off, while the lake and the sunset became the same color as the sky.
The pickles in the exquisite porcelain plate are sour, sweet and refreshing.
The heat of steaming yellow rice is also just right, you can taste it carefully.
However, Chen Xuan felt that this bowl of yellow rice was bland for a while, even though it was accompanied by sweet and sour pickles.
But compared with the bowl of yellow rice cooked by Daozu himself in the land of Zhongnan.
The bowl of yellow rice cooked by the chef in Fuzhong is indeed a bit bland.
But Chen Xuan still slowly ate up the bowl of rice with sweet and sour pickles.
Every grain is hard-earned, so how can we waste it?
When Chen Xuan picked up the bowl of rice soup for digestion, the stars were already patrolling, but still, there was no moon.
The moon, for Chen Xuan, is not just the moon. If you don't see the moon at night, when can you ask the blue sky for wine?
The cool rice soup was heated by the energy of heaven and earth that gathered later, and steam came out.
Chen Xuan drank it all, put down the bowl, and then said: "This is the world where the world is so vast, and the mind is not disturbed."
When your mind is calm and your soul is revealed, you can naturally see many scenery that others cannot see.
Chen Xuan looked at the two practitioners who had been outside the green tiled wall for nearly half an hour before climbing over the wall and said, "If you sneak into my house in the dead of night, you will be punished according to the laws here."<
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Inside the house, the bamboo forest planted all over was making a rustling sound, and the breeze gradually rose, blowing the branches and leaves of the mangosteen.
The bamboo leaves are green and falling, and they move according to the wind. Why does the wind rise? Because of Chen Xuan's thought, the wind blew up for a moment.
The two practitioners who had sneaked into the Chen Mansion looked around slowly, and the dagger in their hands flashed a faint blue light.
The sword's body is quenched with poison, and its methods are vicious. If the master here were someone else, he might really be punished on the spot.
But the owner of this place is Chen Xuan, who was prompted by Taozu to come here.
"Be careful, don't lose your life, this master is not simple today."
"I heard that he is a practitioner who came back from the north with Her Royal Highness the Princess."
The man in black warned softly.
Man B in black said: "Who is not a cultivator anymore? He is on the wrong team. It would not be a pity to die."
As dead soldiers raised by an adult in the court, the meaning of their lives is to complete their mission.
The two assassins in the same group have both entered the realm of non-confusion. Killing such a pretty boy is just a matter of hands.
It's just that in this Chen Mansion, there were too many pavilions and pavilions in the former imperial courtyard.
But I have to thank this pretty boy for not sending more manpower to look after the home, otherwise they would have had some troubles today.
After passing the rockery, two men in black, A and B, walked along the gravel path to the pavilion near the lake.
As soon as they entered the secluded place in the bamboo forest, men A and B in black already felt something was wrong.
The man in black said doubtfully: "No, the wind in this bamboo forest is a bit strong!"
The second man in black said: "The wind in spring is uncertain, so what kind of problem is this?"
As the two men in black continued to move forward, a strong wind suddenly rose in the bamboo forest, and the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly gathered at this moment.
Like the top of a mountain, pressing down from above the night.
A and B, two men in black, felt that their ears were like chime bells ringing in unison, and their hearts were shaking and could not stop.
A young voice with a hint of vicissitudes of life echoed in the bamboo forest, "The two of you paid a night visit to Chen's house. I am Chen Xuan, and I have come to borrow you two for the use of the leader of Liuyang."
Inside and outside the bamboo forest, they have been divided by the vitality of heaven and earth.
Even though it was just a thought in Chen Xuan's mind, it was enough. During these days, what often echoed in his ears was the 'Taiping Sutra'!
Taiping Jing, also known as Taiping Qingling Shu, is especially good at the seal script of a talisman. It is not a talisman of heaven but a talisman of heaven and earth.
For example, calling for wind and rain, scattering beans to form soldiers, are all kinds of things here, or using yellow talismans to cure diseases and save people.
In the corridor near Yanming Lake, Chen Xuan sat on a chair, glanced at the bamboo forest, and said: "The sword has been sharpened, and the poison has been quenched. This is a sharp weapon, and I have a sharp weapon in my body. At night, the purpose of killing is to follow the instructions
Act with your heart.”
Just like what happened on the shore of Subi Lake, if the barbarian wants to kill me, I should kill the barbarian and leave.
In the bamboo forest.
The bamboo leaves are flying and the rustling sound is like the joy of breaking the formation.
Leqi, on the bamboo leaves, there seems to be a subtle sword energy appearing, passing through the necks of men in black, A and B.
"This is Dongxuan... Nianshi..."
In the early spring, the leaves of the bamboo forest are green, and when the music of breaking the formation sounds, the sword energy has already crossed the early spring.
A and B, two men in black, died with their necks cut by bamboo leaves. They died peacefully, but they didn’t quite close their eyes.
After a while, the vitality of heaven and earth returned to calm. From the beginning to the end, Chen Xuan never left the corridor beside Linyanming Lake.
As the night deepened, Chen Xuan calmed down the fire of his mood, gradually fell into true silence, and his consciousness retreated into his heart.
Looking inside his heart, he could vaguely see the flames burning in the alchemy furnace.
The soul is clearly clear, the scarlet gourd, and the sound of chanting are still the same, but the Taiping Sutra has been replaced by the Sutra of Deliverance.
Chen Xuan also recited the Sutra of Deliverance to save the two men in black who died just now.
Why should we repay kindness with kindness? We should repay kindness with kindness and repay hatred with straightness.
But in Chen’s opinion, isn’t it best to have no virtue and no resentment?
Now, don't he and the two men in black have no morals or grudges?